Little Mermaid

Dance steps break into a flourishing love

at the corner of the mall under bridgeway

there is nothing perchance about it or to

imagine what the scene leads to a broken

promises of the season where there is nothing

burning not even smouldering the fire inside

I  love more than I endure silence under my breath

This is the case of young socialist eking out a living

through designing artwork.There were some of the

paintings being hauled to the gates of socialites.The evenings

come by like a stranger in the church yard,keeping the silence

from breaking into a tap dance,there is nothing that could mean

the mean things.This is half said words said about God and then

forgotten from where the seasons keep warm.I eke out living again

bending and kneading the love for goats.Silence.

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